The Urban Pantheist

I now live in a heavily landscaped apartment complex, the first place I've ever lived where large snails roam the land. (Maybe "roam" isn't quite the right word.) I'm quite charmed by them. There's a big tree on the corner, halfway torn apart by a lightning strike or windstorm. I've seen the snails congregate in large numbers on the underside of the broken part. That's come to be known as the Snail Tree.